A case of pathetic melancholy was cured with music, productive ambition, and select chemicals and spirits this weekend. An old collaborator from five bands ago came over and we cranked out 12 songs in 42 hours, hastily mixed them onto cassette, then crashed. I couldn't tell you what I did at work today, cause my eyes were closed half the time.
ALSO, pdx time is nearing, and some of the needed connections have been made. Might have to fly out for a visit.
Because I'm feeling particularly good and quite indeedly lazy, I'm going to post a picture. Not even a new picture. But you know what? I'm not sorry if you're disappointed.
ALSO, pdx time is nearing, and some of the needed connections have been made. Might have to fly out for a visit.
Because I'm feeling particularly good and quite indeedly lazy, I'm going to post a picture. Not even a new picture. But you know what? I'm not sorry if you're disappointed.
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She scoffed at the idea.
*shrugs*
I saw that episode of South Park. I know what happens when you build things on Indian burial grounds.
[Edited on Sep 28, 2004 8:10PM]